Now that Little Sir's party is over, and the thank yous done, I feel at a loss for a "big project." So obviously I thought, "well, let's get back to the knitting." It seemed like a good idea; and then I pulled out all of my projects, all of my knitting "in progress", which really isn't in progress at all. Yes, knitting at rest stays at rest.
Inert.
I was really excited about these mittens until I wasn't. Mitten knitting mojo gone, poof.
Stagnant.
Remember this? I was going to finish it and wear it on snowy days... Well, not so much. Monogamous knitting, indeed.
Dormant.
This was supposed to be a quick knit. I was supposed to give it to a baby when I went to California (3 weeks ago!). I just lost interest. Knitted toys? Ho-hum.
Incomplete.
I started this sock in California and have worked on it here and there, but not in the excited way I thought I would attack these socks with the STR yarn. Sock knitting mojo, where art thou?
Unfinished.
Unifinished is totally inaccurate, this project is barely begun. That is the start of a baby sweater, can't you tell?!
So inert it was forgotten.
I started this blanket/shawl thing two weeks before Little Sir's due date. I would have finished it, had I not been surprised by the necessity of a C-section due to the bigness of Little Sir. It got buried under piles of unfinished knitting and new yarn aquisitions. I honestly forgot about it.
I think that I might have gotten blue-d and white-d out during the first cycle of Project Spectrum. I had good intentions (in hindsight, I would say "unreasonable," there, I said it); but clearly, I need to mix things up a bit. The fact that there is so much green and a little yellow to work on in my inert knitting pile for the next cycle does not completely comfort me either. I think I need more color in my life. I need to think outside the box of my own comfort zone and even the parameters of Project Spectrum (which I joined because I wanted the challenge of working with and exploring more colors).
When it comes to color, I am not the most exciting or daring person. I see colorful things on others and I usually think, "oh, that is all well and good for him/her, but no, just give me my plain old monchromatics, lets focus on the browns, greys and blacks please." Should I want to be daring, I will throw in a little red (with a hint of burgandy or a tad bit of maroon, if you please). As you can imagine my wardrobe isn't exactly an ambassodor for Roy G. Biv.
And then I saw this and this and these. But this one won me over completely. So then I went here and bought this and this and this, oh and this too. And all of a sudden, I am excited about the knitting again, even the unfinished stuff waiting in piles. Oh what a little color can do (and charging your card for Koigu purchases, same difference).
Besides talking about color and my new found love for it, I also wanted to say thanks. Thanks for sharing bits and bobs of your childhoods (or the childhoods of others). I enjoyed reading the birthday memories. Birthdays are big in my book (anniversaries too!) and I think it's important to celebrate them. Thanks for celebrating Little Sir's with me!